"Well... you have to milk the baby"
- What Lil said on the way into "Sibling Class" when sharing with us what she already knew about babies. Good thing we decided to sign her up for this class!
It was a sweet class, they even got to see a real baby that was just one day old.
At a kinda random moment while the kids were "touring" a hospital room to see where the childrens moms will be after the baby is born, Lil blurted out, "I went to the Please Touch Museum when Gwenyth was born. But she died. "
I was already a little choked up after seeing the newborn baby and imaging us in a few weeks...and knowing, as I hold this little guy, tears will come (yet again) for the last baby of mine that I held. Thankfully I didn't loose it, it simply wasn't the time or place to let the dam break- I didn't want Lil to think her sweetness caused Mommy to break down during her special sibling class... But it did, it got me and yet I was also so proud of her for sharing Gwen and for showing that she already was a big sister and carried Gwen in her heart.
Lil, I know, doesn't have a real memory of Gwen in her life - of Philly, of us having to be mostly apart for weeks, of Gwen here at home and all that it involved for Lil...it was not a normal new-sibling situation. My goodness, at this point in time, Gwen was already born and several days passed open heart surgery! We are so glad that so far, and that so far as we know, this time around, we are living in normal land, healthy-baby land - and for Lil's sake and of course, this soon-to-greet-the would little guy - words fail to express our thankfulness.
Adjustment-factors aside, it is going to be wonderful to see Lil take on the role of Big Sis again... I never imagined her as a one-and-only and I'm glad this little guy has her. I just hope there's no attempt at "milking."
